At the end of June, with the completion of one course, there were fewer and fewer students on the campus of Songda University. In the season when the fruit is full of branches in midsummer, a sense of bleakness arises out of thin air.
In Room 302, Unit 2, Building 7, Lou Cheng opened the closet and looked at some T-shirts, pants and shirts piled up in a mess, feeling a little dazed for a while.
This is what remains after Coach Yan's remote selection...
At his feet, the twenty-eight-inch trolley case has been filled to the brim, each carton has been sealed with tape, and the courier note has been pasted on it, waiting to be sent out.
"If you don't want old clothes, you can take them to Twelve Buildings. A few senior brothers seem to be engaged in donation activities." Zhao Qiang packed his luggage and glanced at Lou Cheng.
"Not bad, I'll go and have a look tomorrow." Lou Cheng closed the cabinet door, turned around, looked at A Qiang, who had been the room manager for three years, and said, "When are you coming back?"
"Tomorrow afternoon, go to Songcheng Normal University first." Zhao Qiang shyly pushed down his black-rimmed glasses and asked, "What about you?"
"The plane at noon the day after tomorrow." Lou Cheng smiled, looked around, and invited, "Shall we have a get together tonight?"
"Okay." Zhao Qiang readily agreed.
Lao Qiu Qiu Zhigao, who was idle and had nothing to do, put away his movements, laughed and said, "I'm just waiting for your words!"
"Model worker" Zhang Jingye looked away from the lines of code on the computer screen, picked up the phone and said, "Okay, I will tell Wu Qian first."
"Then I'll ask the next door." Lou Cheng walked out of the small dormitory, stood at the door of "King of the Mouth" and the others, and tapped on the open wooden door twice with his fingers.
"Shall we have dinner together tonight?" He smiled after receiving the feedback from his eyes.
Cai Zongming clicked his tongue and said: "I thought you forgot to break up the dinner! I was thinking whether I should remind you that the Supreme Seafood Barbecue restaurant over there in the food city is very good."
Qin Mo, who looked like a gentle beast, put on his gold-rimmed glasses, clasped his palms together and said, "I didn't go home today, I didn't go out to fool around, I just waited for your treat! Don't worry, I won't rush to pay the bill!"
"No problem." Mou Yuanxing, who had brought his girlfriend with him since he entered the school and only slept in the dormitory all year round, half-lyed on the bed, raised his mobile phone, and indicated that he had received the approval from the "leader".
He is not tall, but very bookish.
"God Man" Tang Wen also raised his head: "When are you leaving?"
"Hey, you're not playing games in the dormitory anymore?" Lou Cheng blurted out laughingly.
This guy often asks classmate Xiao Ming to bring meals!
"I mainly play mobile games now, where do I go to play?" Tang Wen answered naturally.
It makes sense, I was speechless... Lou Cheng could only take out his mobile phone, glanced at the lit screen: "Wait for another half an hour and go, according to King Zui's proposal, go to the Supreme Seafood Barbecue in the Food City shop."
Compared with when I and others first arrived three years ago, the surrounding area of Songda’s new campus is no longer so desolate. There are residential quarters, a food court, and a few lively streets.
Half an hour later, after walking for more than 20 minutes, everyone in dormitory 302 arrived at the food city, found the barbecue restaurant Cai Zongming mentioned, ordered a lot of things, and ordered several cases of beer.
"Let's drink, you and the King of Zui can do whatever you want." Qin Mo brushed his hair up and said boldly, "I'll be the Wine Commander!"
"You can see that you are used to hanging out in nightclubs." Cai Zongming never forgiving, took a bottle of Dongrui beer and said, "I will also break the precept today, and I can't live up to Chengzi's treat."
"If you want to drink, just say it, don't use me as an excuse." Lou Cheng poured himself a cup of buckwheat tea with a smile and angrily, stood up, looked around, and said with some emotion: "I won't say anything It’s been a hundred years since I’ve been able to cross the same boat. In short, it’s a rare fate that everyone can share a dormitory and spend three years together day and night. I may come back once or twice during my senior year to defend and get my diploma. Let’s replace wine with tea here , Toast to everyone, to the past three years, to the tail of youth that has passed away."
"Are you getting more and more talkative?" Cai Zongming stood up with a full glass of beer, teasing and laughing.
"Isn't this nonsense? I've been thinking about this passage for several days, and the draft has been changed several times." Lou Cheng clinked glasses with Zhao Qiang and others while he was in the dark.
"Respect to our college career!" He yelled with mixed feelings, raised his cup, and gulped down the tea.
Cai Zongming didn't interrupt, and together with Qin Mo and the others, they finished off the beer in the glass.
After sitting down again, Lou Cheng peeled off the shell and ate a palm-sized baked Pipi shrimp.
He refilled the tea and looked at Zhao Qiang opposite:
"Ah Qiang, your insurance research should be settled, right?"
"Not yet, we have to go to next semester." Zhao Qiang flashed a smug look, "But I'm one of the first few... Chengzi, you've been back to Songcheng in the past three or four years, even if you come to find me, you should be there."
Having said that, he picked up the beer bottle, filled the glass, sighed and laughed:
"I think I can even post. The title is my amazing roommate. When I entered the school, I was not tall or strong, and I liked to sleep. In the end, I became an inhuman and strong person. I am a proud person in the world. Come on, let me toast you, man, It is really necessary to consider the course of history and the arrangement of fate.”
After finishing the cup, Lou Cheng asked Zhang Jingye with a smile: "Model worker, the school will recruit in the second half of the year, you don't seem to be taking the postgraduate entrance examination, what are your plans?"
"Plan? The plan is to stay in Songcheng. You know, I'm from the Northwest. If we study software, we really have to develop in places like Imperial Capital, Huahai, Huacheng, Moshang, Gaofen and Songcheng. I've thought about it." Yes, just work harder at the beginning, it doesn’t matter if you work overtime, as long as you can learn something.” Zhang Jingye had already thought about his future, and replied quite earnestly, “Cheng Zi, remember to find me when you return to Songcheng!”
At this time, Qin Mo laughed and said, "Model worker, I suddenly remembered a joke, that is, in our industry, third-rate people write codes, second-rate people do architecture, first-rate people, haha, first-rate people do T!"
Everyone burst into laughter, and when they calmed down a little, Cai Zongming pointed to the core and asked:
"Model worker, tell me the truth, is Wu Qian a native of Songcheng?"
"No...but she wants to stay in Songcheng..." Zhang Jingye replied with a little embarrassment.
"It's more worth toasting!" Lou Cheng laughed and picked up the cup.
All wives!
After watching them finish drinking, Qiu Zhigao took the initiative to say: "I don't really want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, I plan to leave when I get a good job, any big city will do."
After saying a few words, he looked at Lou Cheng, sighed and said, "I really regret it, if I follow you to join the special training as a freshman, maybe, maybe everything will be different."
Now it's too high or too low...
"We are still young, as long as we have the heart and are willing to give, we will get better sooner or later." Lou Cheng raised his glass and said in relief.
Lao Qiu didn't say any more, and drank the beer in the glass.
During the few years in college, some people are high-spirited, while others are gloomy and depressed.
Lou Cheng turned his head to look at Tang Wen, and instead of revealing other people's scars, he said with a smile, "God man, the e-sports game industry is so hot now, you can make a lot of money in the future and you can't forget everyone!"
Tang Wen raised his glass and said shyly, "After I pass the senior exam and get enough credits, we can talk about it. Otherwise, you won't be able to see me. My dad would have beaten me to death!"
After clinking glasses and teasing a few words, Lou Cheng looked at Mou Yuanxing and said:
"When it comes to the time spent in the dormitory, I'm the last one, and you are the second last one. Let's stop talking and have a drink."
"Where did you put Qin Mo?" Mou Yuanxing asked wittily.
There was another burst of laughter, Qin Mo stood up on his own initiative, holding the beer and said:
"I agree. Come on, the three of us who stay out at night often blow a bottle, and you can get oranges as you like."
After drinking the cup, Lou Cheng glanced at Xiao Ming with a smile:
"King of Zui, let's not be polite, shall we?"
"Yes, you're welcome, lend me your bank card." Cai Zongming replied contemptuously.
After playing a round, everyone shifted their focus to the barbecue, and talked about the interesting things in the past three years, such as Tang Wen forgot the exam time, such as Lou Cheng who valued sex and despised friends, and only showed up in the dormitory before going to bed every day. Small talk.
As soon as the conversation started, the past came back, and several people got drunk, no longer saying goodbye to Lou Cheng, but paying homage to their lost three years of youth.
"Chengzi, wait, when you become a Waigang, I will definitely tell the people around me, tell me, this is my roommate, this is my buddy! I, I watched him become stronger step by step..." Coming to the end, Lao Qiu spoke vaguely with his tongue out, and was helped into the dormitory by Zhao Qiang, whose face was flushed with blood. A few drunks happily wanted to play a game online.
The living room was suddenly deserted, only Lou Cheng and Cai Zongming stood there.
"Go out for a walk, let's blow some air?" Classmate Xiao Ming suggested.
"Okay." Lou Cheng replied quietly with his hands in his pockets.
Cai Zongming turned around and walked into the dormitory, brought out two small bottles of Red Star Erguotou, and laughed at himself:
"Let me get drunk today."
After leaving the dormitory, they walked through the commercial street and came to the other end of the long bridge. The two went down to the lake and found a quiet place.
Seeing the wooden bench, Lou Cheng subconsciously wanted to wipe it clean before sitting down, but soon realized that he would never carry tissues with him.
Hey... He shook his head and smiled, and just sat down.
Cai Zongming sat down beside him, unscrewed the cap of the wine, took a sip, chuckled twice and said:
"Cheng Zi, do you know what impression I had when I first saw you?"
Before Lou Cheng could speak, he asked himself and answered:
"This guy's not very shabby. His hair looks like it was washed and not dried before going to bed. It's curled up with personality, not to mention clothes and pants, what the hell!"
"Damn it, you're finally telling the truth!" Lou Cheng laughed out loud.
Cai Zongming took another sip of Erguotou: "When you said you wanted to chase Yan Zheke, although I was encouraging you and teaching you skills, I didn't think highly of you at all, and I also felt that you were wasting time...
He looked at the sparkling and undulating lake, and said with some relief:
"In the end, you really created a miracle... Dragon Tiger Club, that is the Dragon Tiger Club. When you were a freshman, you often nagged that 'Dragon King' was an idol, and you wanted to watch the Dragon Tiger Club's games. In the end, that's it. Joining them is like acting in a TV series... "
Speaking of this, Cai Zongming didn't turn his head, his tone became serious, but he was a bit erratic:
"Chengzi, you must replace us and fulfill the dream of martial arts, and you must become a strong outsider..."
"What do you mean I will replace you?" Lou Cheng asked dumbly.
Cai Zongming chuckled lightly, his voice getting deeper and deeper:
"I know very well that even if I can reach the Alchemy Realm in my senior year, I will at most play a dozen in the fourth-level trials after graduation, or prepare for the third-level north-south divisional competition. No, it is almost impossible for non-human beings. After five years of hard training and ten years later, getting a certificate of the seventh rank is still the best development. Maybe I can realize the "receiving" at the age of thirty... "
He turned his head and shook his head with dark eyes:
"Orange, this is called living, not dreaming..."
He grabbed the bottle, took another sip, and said with a smile: "And I don't like the life of fighting every week at all, not at all!"
However, every time you fight, you are eager to try, and every time you have a conversation, you are extremely excited... Lou Cheng wanted to refute, but he didn't know how to speak.
Cai Zongming took another sip of Erguotou, leaned back, leaned against the backrest, looked at the starry sky and said:
"I went home on May 1st, and found that my dad was almost ten years old... He didn't ask me what job I wanted to look for in my senior year, but I think I'm a man..."
Lou Cheng was startled for a moment, but soon understood, and felt an inexplicable and strong sadness.
Cai Zongming looked at him sideways, and said with a "hippie smile": "Maybe it's a good thing, don't you often say that you can feel the taste of 'receiving' when you are quiet, I go home and stay quiet for a few years, maybe I can brush it Has the magic skill been accomplished?"
At this moment, seeing the change in Lou Cheng's expression, he hoarsely said, "Hey, why are you jealous? I'm not jealous, why are you jealous! I'm not jealous, you are so jealous!"
"I'm not crying!" Lou Cheng shouted in a hoarse voice.
Cai Zongming turned his head, looked at the lake, and declared to himself:
"I didn't even cry!"
He took a breath, picked up the wine bottle, faced Lou Cheng, and said with sparkling eyes:
"Chengzi, you have to go on well, you must go on well..."
"Hmm..." Lou Cheng choked up his throat, picked up another bottle of Erguotou, unscrewed the cap, touched Cai Zongming, raised his head suddenly, and poured it into his mouth.
That strange yet familiar feeling emerges, pungent and pungent.
...
After a day, early in the morning.
Lou Cheng put away his airs, let out a breath, and didn't leave the lake immediately, but walked in another direction along the familiar road that seemed to be carved into his bones.
That's where the herring was picked up...
It was the first actual battle, exhausting the starting point of the enemy...
That was the street lamp that witnessed the first kiss between me and Ke Ke...
That is the viewing platform that I pass by every day for a walk and date...
After half a circle around the lake, Lou Cheng returned to the long bridge, went to the martial arts gym, and used the bathroom in the locker room to wash off the sweat after exercising.
After changing his clothes and putting on his glasses, he cleaned out the contents of the locker, re-locked it, and left the key on it.
After leaving the locker room, Lou Cheng saw that Deng Yang, He Zi and Wang Dali were still concentrating on their special training in the vacant venue due to the holiday, and they didn't notice themselves.
The corners of his mouth curled up, he watched with a smile for a while, then turned and walked to the honor room, standing in front of the "Flying Cup", the symbol of the national championship that he won last year, and was stunned for dozens of seconds.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lou Cheng looked around slowly, taking every scene into his eyes, and then left the martial arts venue step by step, without disturbing He Zi and others.
Along the road he had traveled countless times, he re-measured the teaching building, long bridge, square and commercial street with his feet, entered the seven dormitories, climbed the stairs of the second unit, and returned to the dormitory.
Zhao Qiang left the school yesterday, Qiu Zhigao and Zhang Jingye went nowhere, the desk was messy, luggage bags and trolley cases were placed randomly.
Lou Cheng put the laptop into his backpack, completed the final preparations, took a photo of Yan Zheke, and sent a message.
Then he backed his bag, pulled up the suitcase, and walked towards the door. When he was about to go out, he suddenly turned his head and swept across the log-colored desk. Zhao Qiang always made the bed neatly, and Qiu Zhigao burned a little chair. Back, Zhang Jingye's half-open wardrobe.
Turning his gaze around, Lou Cheng exited silently, closed the door, and closed the room of memories.
The living room outside was empty, full of sundries, and deserted. He took a deep look, turned around abruptly, dragged his suitcase, left the dormitory, and stepped down the stairs.
After walking a few steps, Lou Cheng turned his head again and saw the mottled gate and the dim "302" sign.
Three years have passed, and they have aged a lot.
Lou Cheng let out a breath, didn't stay any longer, carried the suitcase, and walked up the stairs.
He walked all the way, his feet changed to a school bus, the school bus changed to a taxi, the taxi changed to his feet, and finally he boarded the plane and sat in the seat by the window.
After chatting with Yan Zheke for a while, Lou Cheng turned off his phone, feeling that the flight had already departed.
After a short wait and a quick sprint, the iron bird flew up and rushed to the blue sky.
Lou Cheng turned his head sideways, watched the city shrink under his eyes, and saw several iconic buildings.
That's the Aquarium...
That's the Matsushiro Budo Gym...
That is a building with delicious chiffon cakes...
It was the first mall to buy a ring...
The gradually smaller and eye-catching Zhaoshan Lake and Weishui Lake caught Lou Cheng's eyes, making illusion and reality intertwined in front of his eyes.
That's the lakeside where the white-haired old man claims to be researched...
That was the Martial Arts Hall of Songcheng University where my uncle made a cool appearance...
That's the dormitory where I and Zui Wang sarcasm each other...
That is the cafeteria shared with Ke Ke...
That's the dressing room where everyone's sad and miserable...
That's the stand that yells "Come again next time"...
It was the room of honor where hands overlapped and pushed the "Flying Cup" into the cabinet...
It was the library where she hugged the girl and jumped off the tall building...
It was moonlit, "fireworks" Valentine's Day...
All of this quickly shrank and disappeared without a trace, and the flight soared high in the sky.
Lou Cheng leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and silently said the words that have been suppressed in his heart:
Goodbye, Songcheng.
(End of this part)